Writing Prompt 8-1: Behind the Silk

October Prompt title

Hello Nerds! I hope you are ready for this months writing prompt! I am a little excited about it. So…let’s just get to the reveal!

October Prompt

What a fantastic way to celebrate halloween then by strange stories about a funhouse mirror. Seriously, how many horror movies have we seen at carnivals and fairs with at least one or two fun house mirror scenes?

And with out any more delay, here is this months first writing prompt story!

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8-1 Behind the Silk

Kegan was excited about the fair in town. He looked forward to it every year. This year was different though, everything was different. His friends had all moved away, high school was over, and college was going great. He had moved out of his parents house only a month ago and had made sure to save enough money to spend a few days at the fair when it came into town. There was something about the clicking, unsteady rides that gave him a rush of excitement.

There was even rumor this year that the funhouse had added a new mirror. A mirror that showed you the last thing you saw before you died. As someone who was obsessed with death, Kegan was thrilled at the idea of knowing something about when he would die. Even it was just a lame gimmick to make money. He was going alone this year and he couldn’t wait to have a peak into the mirror.

After a long day of school and work, Kegan finally made it to the fair. A new friend from class was going to meet him there, but he couldn’t stand around waiting. He started in on the rides as soon as he got his tickets. Three rides later his friend met up with him and they grabbed a funnel cake. Kegan also grabbed a candy apple and a bag of cotton candy. It was the fair and he wasn’t holding back.

Then it was off to the funhouse. Mirrors that made you look fat, tall, skinny, and warped lined the walls. At the end was the infamous mirror that showed you the last thing you would see before you die. Kegans friend laughed as he looked into the mirror. “What do you see, man?” Kegan asked. His friend shook his head.

“A little old lady and a nurse.” He said. “I’m guessing the old lady is supposed to be my wife.” He shrugged. “Cute.”

Kegan took his turn, looking into the mirror and feeling disappointment.

“What is it?” His friend asked him.

“Nothing.” Kegan said, letting out a sigh. “It looks like silk. Maybe I will die a wealthy man, or the actors went on break.” Kegan walked out of the funhouse, suddenly tired. “I think I am going to go home. I have had enough fun and that mirror was a bummer.”

“Yeah, I have to study tonight.” They parted ways with goodbyes and a handshake. Kegan made his way home, disappointed in the mirror, it had ruined his good night. He had hoped for something a little more creative.

At home, Kegan grabbed a soda and turned on his television. He didn’t hear the intruder in the bedroom, the TV was too loud. He didn’t notice the man creep up behind him with a cloth soaked with chloroform. He wasn’t even sure what happened, other than something covering his face and darkness.

Kegan woke from a hazy sleep. Trying to remember what happened, he sat up, hitting his head. His head hit the pillow again and he reached his hands up, finding a wall in front of him. After feeling around he realized he was in a box. He beat on the wall in front of his face and screamed. But no one came to his aid. He hit his face, telling himself to wake up. He eventually gave up and dropped his hands, finding something metal beside him.

He fiddled with the metal object for a few seconds and clicked the button on the side. The flashlight lit up the box. With the light Kegan could see where he was. He saw the silk in front of him, all around him. He quickly realized he was not just in a box. He was in a casket. Panic sat in and Kegan screamed again. He tore at the fabric lining the box, but he was getting no where.

“Shut up.” He heard from outside of the casket.

“Who is there? Let me out!” He shouted again.

“Know that this is your fathers doing.” The voice said to him. “Had he just paid the ransom he could have had his son back. But Daddy Warbucks had to be greedy and keep all the money to himself. Funny thing is, he kept saying he just didn’t care about his son. That he hadn’t seen his son in three years. You will die knowing your father didn’t love you, Alex.”

“My name is Kegan!” He shouted. He started crying. Alex was the friend he had been at the fair with. This guy had the wrong son. Kegan’s father was not poor, but he was not rich. He didn’t have the kind of money that would warrant someone to kidnap his son for ransom.

“What?” Said a new voice. “You moron!” the voice shouted. “You got the wrong kid.”

“This is the guy we have been following all night.”

“I said the red head.” The voice growled at the other. “You grabbed the wrong one. No wonder the fool man said this wasn’t his son.”

“Let me out!” Kegan shouted again.

“Sorry, kid. We can’t leave any witnesses.”

“Wait, I won’t say anything.” Kegan pleaded. He waited for a reply. “I’m really good with secrets.” He tempted. No reply. “Please, I will do anything, just let me out.” Tears streamed down his face. No reply. No one was outside the casket. A few minutes later the casket jostled and thumped as it landed back on the ground. A steady thump hit the casket and it didn’t take long for Kegan to figure out what was happening.

How long does someone live when they have been buried alive? Kegan was about to find out.

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I do hope you enjoyed it! Come back next week for another story! Or you know…tomorrow for other fun stuff!

What Are You Reading?

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Happy Monday Nerds!

Have you heard the news about what is going on in SC? We are flooding. Yep, that’s where I live. Lucky for me I live in a tab bit safer place than others and the rain has not washed me away. Though, it did try to wash away my roof. Oy.

I have finally got back on my reading streak. Yes, I read three books last week alone. THREE BOOKS! They were part of a series and I got the first one free from Book Bub. The books were called Blood and Snow by Rashelle Workman. Not going to lie, I started reading them for two reasons. 1. The cover is really pretty! 2. Who doesn’t love a fairy tale retelling? While I am not still reading it, I wanted to share it with you. If you click the picture below you can get it free on Amazon as well. The first book anyways. If you read it, let me know what you think. **I was not asked by the author to advertise this book, I just really really liked it**


Now, on to what I AM reading at the moment. I have worked it down to three books and two of them are new this week.

I am still working on Small Favor by Jim Butcher. I don’t know why this book is dragging me down so bad. I have loved all the Dresden File novels but this one…I just can’t get into it I guess. I’m still going to read it, but I’m going at it slowly.


I started reading Desert Hunt by Anna Lowe. I was supposed to feature Anna Lowe as my author of the month last month. But…I had a hard month and I am still trying to get my bearings. Hopefully I can finish this book this week and beg Anna to still let me have an interview with her. So far though, the book is intriguing.


I also started reading the second book of the Selecting called The Elite, by Kiera Cass. I know I said I didn’t like the first one, but I got hooked about half way through it. So for this month I am listening to this book on audible.


You got to admit, that cover is gorgeous! And can I please fight for the love an attention of a prince?

There you go, what I am reading this week. Honestly, I hope to finish Desert Hunt and Small Favor this week so I can move on to a few books that have been sitting on my bedside table. I also have a stack on my floor and three shelves of a bookshelf… Oh dear, I have too many books.

Oh! One more thing before you go. I started a book club on Facebook (I might be moving it over to goodreads). We are only in the first stages of deciding what book to read for next month. If anyone is interested in joining, let me know. Hopefully, I can get a big group of readers and have an awesome online book club.

So, what are you reading?

Friday Inspiration


Happy Friday Nerds. Also, Happy October! Seriously my favorite month of the entire year. It’s also the perfect month to pull myself out of this funk I have been in.

I haven’t found the root of the problem yet, but I feel myself slowly getting out of it. I can feel myself enjoying life a little more. I have been finding inspiration everywhere. And this week, these quotes spoke to me the most.

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And the last one is my favorite this week. When I read it I couldn’t help but to smile and I know that I am on the right track again.


I hope these help you in your day.

Writing Prompt: 7-3 Taking Over

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Hey Nerds.

Bad news, this is going to be the last writing prompt for this month. I was going to try and make up for the one I missed, but this writing prompt just did not inspire me like I thought it would. I thought it would be fun, but I just couldn’t think of anything good. It might also have something to do with my funk I have been in.

I think the only way to get out of my funk is to move away from all the things that held me back this month, and this writing prompt was something I saw as holding me back, no matter if it did or not. So, I am giving you one more story and I am moving on.

I hope you enjoy this one. I wrote this one with a tad bit of help from my brother. :)

September prompt

5 Nerd Girl Rating7-3 Taking Over

Life as an imaginary friend is a lonely life. The only person I can talk to is the child who can see me. There are no imaginary friends to speak with, we can’t see one another. Until the child is at least 5, the conversations are limited to babbling and nonsense. Even at 5 there is nonsense to it, but almost intelligent. My child, Chris, is now 10 and we have wonderful conversations. He adores me, but he is slipping away, I am fading.

He used to talk about me to his parents all the time. They finally told him that he was just too old to be talking to the air. No matter how much he tried to convince them that I was actually there. It didn’t help that I couldn’t move anything like they asked. I couldn’t prove I was there. Then he stopped talking to me while they were around. He didn’t talk to me when his friends where around. The only time he did talk to me was at night, when he was trying to go to sleep. I told him stories.

It’s not fair that I have to fade away while this ungrateful child continues on with his life. If it wasn’t for me he would have had a lonely life. If it wasn’t for me he wouldn’t have been able to talk to other kids, he wouldn’t have any friends now. What is he going to do when I disappear for good? He won’t survive. He is too strange and when I am not there to warn him to tone it down, he will lose all his friends.

I decided that I was going to take his life. I am going to become him and he will be the one to fade away. I deserve the life he is living, because his life is because of me. Chris still trust me and I will use it to my advantage. I will convince him to let me into his mind. I will do it tonight.

“Chris.” I say while he is lying in bed trying to sleep.

“Ed, I’m trying to sleep.” He grumbles, but he turns to face me.

“You know I am fading away.” I tell him. He looks sad for a moment and nods his head.

“I know, but it is a part of life. You were never meant to be around forever and there isn’t anything I can do about you leaving.”

“I don’t want to go.”

“I don’t want you to go either.” I smile at him, happy to hear his confession. I stay quiet for a moment, debating on what I was doing. A moment of doubt…”But it’s time.” He says, crashing any doubts I had. He wanted me to leave; he just didn’t want to hurt my feelings.

“I know a way I can stay with you forever.” I tell him, his eyes brighten and I know that I have him. There is no turning back.

“Please tell me.” He says, sitting up in his bed, eyes wide with excitement. “Will others be able to talk to you and see you?”

“Yes, they will all know me. They will call me by name. They will know that you and I are best friends.”

“Fantastic.” Chris says, his smile so big I imagine it ripping open his face. “What do I have to do?”

“Close your eyes and open your mind.” I tell him.

“How do I open my mind?” He asks.

“Just pretend you are showing all your memories on a screen in your head. Like a movie. Don’t hold anything back. Show the whole story.”

I placed my hands to each side of his head and I took a deep breath. I just had to slip into his memories, weave myself between all the good and bad. I was turning myself into a mist that would cover it all, I would push him out and take over his body. I felt myself fading into his mind. I was watching his whole life. I knew it all, I had lived it all. I saw where I was, and the pedestal he had put me on. He thought the world of me. Another doubt ran through me. I saw his own doubt. He wanted to tell the world of me. He wanted everyone to know his best friend. Had I been human, with a heart, it would have broken and I would have stopped. But I was imaginary and imaginary friends don’t have hearts. I took over his mind, his body, pushing his soul to the back of mind. I locked it in a corner, locked it up tight and dared it to try to escape.

I could hear his sobs and then, I felt his heart. My heart now. It was shattered, broken, it was pained.

“What have I done?” I said as I opened my eyes and observed my new hands, arms, body. I was the child I once loved and protected.

“Chris?” A soft voice came from the bedroom door. My new eyes focused on the woman that Chris called mother. I felt a tear run down my face as Chris pushed at the door I had locked him behind.

“Mommy, help me!” The voice came from me, but it was Chris. He was fighting hard.

“What is it?” She asked as she rushed into the room.

“I’m sorry, bad dream.” I told her, pushing Chris back again.

“Poor baby.” She said as she hugged me. I smiled, feeling Chris fight again.

“I want to be called Ed.” I told her.


It wasn’t long after that first night that the parents caught on that something wasn’t right. With every question they asked, Chris got stronger. It was harder to hold him back and he slipped through more and more. I was already in his head though, he couldn’t push me out. He wasn’t strong enough, and I was going to make sure he never got strong enough to do that.

Now, Chris and I share a body and mind. It gets harder every day. The pain in my chest, my broken heart of betrayal, hurts more with every passing day. It makes it worse on the days that Chris is able to push forward.

“The truth is, he has always been here.” Chris tells the doctors. I let him handle the doctors. I don’t like them. Actually, I don’t like human interaction like I thought I would. “I will never be able to get rid of him.”

“I will never let go.” I tell Chris, using his mouth to speak.

“Ed?” The doctor says. Our eyes widen and I step back.

“He doesn’t like you.” Chris tells the doctor.  “He doesn’t like people” Chris says. With his words I feel the pang of an idea. “You have to let me out of here.” He tells the doctor. “If I am around people, he will go away.”

Panic warms my senses and I push Chris back into his prison. It won’t last long, but I have to keep him quiet. He will grow stronger with people around him. I have to keep him here in the asylum. I have to keep him away from people. I don’t want to fade away.

“Chris.” The doctor says. “How will Ed go away if you are around people?” I say nothing, standing from the chair and leaving the room. The doctor calls after me, but I ignore him. I make my way back to our room, sit on the bed with my knees under my chin and rock. I have to concentrate to keep Chris locked away.

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What are You Reading?

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Happy Monday Nerds!

I know I have skipped this post the past few weeks. I have been trying to get myself back on track and out of this funk. I am slowly getting there. Part of getting out of my funk was getting a few books finished so I could move on to better books.

It’s shocking, I am only reading two books at the moment!

First is Jim Butcher’s Small Favor. I am hoping to finish it this week.


The second is a book I got for free from BookBud called Blood and Snow. It’s book 1-4. The books are really short and the reviews are not very nice, but so far I have loved it. It helped me get out of my reading slump.


I actually downloaded it because the cover was so pretty. And I love a good story based on fairy tales. I will probably finish this book the second I have a couple of hours on my hands. It’s a quick read and I am enjoying it.

So, what are you reading?

A Reading Slump

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I think I have been reading the same three books for the entire month of September. I could be wrong, I’m just to lazy to go check it out.

The thing is, one book has me dreading reading. I keep trying to finish it and I am finally down to the last few pages. I was trying to get to where I was only reading one book at a time, but…I just can’t do it. I feel like I am not reading enough if I don’t have more than one book going at a time. So, I am thinking I will go back to reading one physical book, one audio book, and one e-book. I haven’t even made it through the book for author of the month, so there won’t be one for September.

Let’s face it, September has been a terrible month for me. I don’t know what happened. I have had the hardest time with life. I am riddled with anxiety and depression. All I want to do is sleep. I should possibly consider seeing a doctor to make sure all my levels are okay.

On top of all of that, I have been terribly stressed at work. I’m just not working as fast as I should. I’m so annoyed with myself. And the book that has been holding me back from reading is just annoying. I haven’t been writing.

It makes you question what you are doing with your life. Which is funny, because the biggest annoyance of all of this is not having the drive to read as much as I have been. I feel like life is falling apart around me and I’m at a loss on where to start.

So today I will finish this boring book I have been reading. Write a review for it and be done with it. Then I will pull out the book that I have been dying to read and I will more than likely power through it and be done before the end of September. At least, that is my goal, to finish at least two more books before September comes to a close. Then in October I will read my little heart out.

But reading slumps suck! I know it’s one book to blame for it all, but I couldn’t not finish it. It’s one that I am reading for a review and I am tired of doing DNF book reviews.

How do you get out of a reading slump?

Friday Inspiration


Hello Nerds.

Today’s inspiration is inspired by a little moment I had this week. A moment where I realized I have been setting myself up for failure.

See, I have this overbearing need to make people like me. Then when I find out they have been talking about me behind my back or they don’t pay me any attention, it sends me into this dark place. I know it’s ridiculous, but I grew up around “friends” who hated me and I tried so hard to be nice and to make them like me. Once you have been doing that for so long, it’s hard to put it behind you.

So, this weeks inspiration is all about realizing who your real friends are and how you can tell who they are. It’s a hard lesson to learn, but once we learn it, it makes life a lot better.

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Find out who your real friends are, before you get in too deep with the fake ones.

Writing Prompt: 7-2 The Imaginary Life

September Prompt Title

Hey nerds!

I know, I am a day late with this and I am sorry. Yesterday was my first day off in 9 days and I totally blew my day laying in bed watching television and sleeping. I know, not that best thing for a creative soul to do, or for someone trying to lose weight. I regret nothing.

Anyways, here is this weeks prompt. I should be able to get two next week to make up for the one week I missed. I am telling you, I have been in such a funk I can’t seem to do anything on time or right lately. I went like three months posting everyday and then this month hit. I gotta figure out what is going on in my head and fix it..quick.

September prompt

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7-2 The Imaginary Life

Where does an imaginary friend go when the child that created them no longer needs or remembers them? I have heard the rumors. But the truth is, none of us know. That’s the scariest thing of it all, not knowing what happens when Bobby forgets me. Bobby just turned 9. He promises he will never forget me, but I have noticed his attention is fading away. He doesn’t think about me while he is in school and when he is home it’s study and video games. I knew those bloody video games would be the death of me.

There is an imaginary friend support group every Wednesday night. I go, just to hear what others are struggling with. Last week there were two imaginary friends that didn’t show up. I found out that they were no longer around. Their kids forgot about them. I can already feel myself fading away. It’s sad really, to know that you are dying, to know that your purpose has been filled and you are no longer needed. It’s actually a little depressing.

Think about it, as an imaginary friend I am here to make a child laugh and help them feel not so alone in the world. Yet, when they are done with me I disappear. I go away, never to return. I have never heard of an imaginary friend coming back for the kids of the child that was once theirs. It doesn’t happen. Imaginary friends are not recycled. There is nothing we can do about the Fade. We just cease to exist one day. We have no time to say goodbye to those around us, no time to prepare ourselves. One day, we are just gone.

Bobby noticed my pacing the other day, and he asked me what was wrong. I told him that I was afraid to disappear. I told him I was afraid of what would happen to me when he forgot me completely. He gave me the same story that every child hears from their parents. “You will go to a better place.” Yeah, because imaginary beings have a place like a human soul has heaven. What if I just end up in complete blackness, nothing there, just me and the dark.

My time has come. The Fade is taking me over now. Bobby is 12 now and he has not spoken to me for a month. It feels like it was just yesterday that he was sitting in the floor, drawing a picture of me. And now it is all over. I will finally see where imaginary friends go. I will finally see what happens when a child lets go of the one thing that kept them happy for so many years.

“Welcome to the Spa.” A voice calls to me as the darkness fades away to a bright light. “Mr. Man, we have your room ready for you.”

“What?” I ask the woman, whose face I can now see. She has a smile and I recognize her. “Suzy Sunshine?” I almost choke. She was the imaginary friend of the girl next door. She was three years older than Bobby, and you know girls develop faster than boys. She let poor little Suzy Sunshine go when she was only 8. I hugged Suzy Sunshine and could feel her laugh.

“It’s not so bad here.” She tells me as I follow her through the white hall of doors. “This is our repurposing program. Once you have been pampered and rested, you will choose where you go next.”

“Do I get to go to another child?”

“No. Sadly, your life as an imaginary friend is over.”

“I like being an imaginary friend.”

“What is the one thing that all imaginary friends wish for?”

“To be real…of course.” I tell her, it’s the one thing that we all wish for, that we all pray for.

“This facility will prepare you to be a soul. Where do you think new souls come from?”

“I don’t know, I assumed they were created by the big man upstairs.”

“Oh, well, they are kind of.” Suzy Sunshine opens the door to room 1598. “This is your room.” She hands me a robe and some slippers, both are so soft I can’t help but to brush them across my face. “A child can create the kindest, most entertaining beings. Once these children are grown, they no longer have a use for the imaginary friend they have created. But, as you know, we are no longer just imaginary friends at that point. We have lived a short life, how fair would it be if we just disappeared?”

“So…I get to become a human?”

“It is a process, and if you so choose to take that route, then yes, you will become human.” She pauses long enough to take my clothes that I have removed. “But there are other options. While you are here you will learn all about them. You can be a guardian angel, a mythical creature that crosses paths with humans, or a ghost that haunts humans. You can also become a human. As a human you will have the ability to create your own imaginary friend, another soul. You won’t remember your life as an imaginary friend, but you will understand the importance of the imaginary life.”

Well, I guess that answers my questions. What happens to an imaginary friend when the child no longer needs them? They go on to live a whole other life. A life that they get to choose. Makes you wonder, how many humans started life as an imaginary friend?

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Movie Review: The Visit

The Visit

Rating: 5 Stars

Release Date: September 11th, 2015
Director/Writer: M. Night Shyamalan

I’m sure there is more information you should know about this…but we will go with what I got there.

So, I went with some friends Friday night to see this movie. Granted, I have not seen a movie in theaters since November of last year. I haven’t had the money…okay, that’s a lie. I haven’t had the friends to go with. Thank goodness I have a few friends that will go to the movies with me now.

Of course, being the big fan of horror and M. Night Shyamalan that I am, I was determined to go see The Visit. Lucky for me, the guys I went with wanted to see it too. Yay! 

This starts off pretty interesting, you find out that the mother of the two kids has not seen her parents since she was 19. It has been a long time, and she isn’t going with them to see their grandparents. You quickly realize that the movie is going to be from the perspective of the kids, as they are filming everything.

I know, this whole genre…or whatever it’s called, has been played to death. So many movies are now taking the whole “home video” route that it’s just annoying now. Actually, I always thought that it was annoying. Luckily, this is not like those movies. The camera is not all over the place and totally shaky. It’s really well done and didn’t annoy the crap out of me.

This movie does stay true to the M. Night twist that we are all used to, so I will not go further into detail about this movie. I would hate to ruin it for you. I will say that I loved this movie. I jumped at least three times and screamed/squeaked once. It’s not so much of a scary/bloody movie as it is a more psychological thriller. It’s interesting.

I would say that it is totally worth the price of seeing it in theaters, because jumps scares are always better on the big screen.

Have you seen it yet? What did you think? Please, no spoilers in the comments.

Fitness Sunday: Week 29


Last Weeks Weight: 219
This Weeks Weight: 214

YES!! Earlier this week I was actually down to 212, but mistakes were made…I’m not even sure how I lost 5 pounds other than I have been working my butt off this week and stressed to the max. Which is where the two pounds came back. Yesterday and the day before I had some candy. Friday I went to the movies with friends and had candy and popcorn. Yesterday I was just stressed out and had candy…because it is my addiction of choice. I don’t drink or smoke. I eat candy.

I am doing much better though. Two days this week I got in my goal of 10000 steps. As much as I move around at work, I’m shocked I didn’t do this every day. Though, I feel like it has a lot to do with my weight loss this week. I think I am going to make a more conscious effort to get in 10000 steps a day.

This week I am going to set a few goals for myself. It will help me get back on track with my fitness. I am going to start out slow, of course, and work my way up. So, here are my goals for this week.

10 Push Ups
20 Sit Ups
30 Crunches
50 Squats
3 liters of water a day
No sweets or anything with more than 10 grams of sugar per serving
10000 steps a day

This week I will be working on getting a more consistent work out. I’m thinking of going back to DDP Yoga, I just have to get my room cleaned up so I have some where to do it. It really did help with my ankle. And losing weight is helping as well.

The other day on Wheel of Fortune there was a guy that had lost 300 pounds in a year. He claims it was through eating healthy and exercising. I feel like there was gastric bypass surgery in there somewhere, but the guy said he did it the right way.

The point is, it made me think. I only want to lose 50 or 60 pounds. If I were to clean up my eating habits, drink more water, and get more exercise, I could easily lose the weight I want to. I am a little behind on my schedule that I made for myself, but it’s okay because I am losing. Next week I may even share my measurements.

I just think that I could do better. Be a little less lazy and more productive. There is enough time in the day for all the things I want to do if it’s something I really want. And I really want to lose this weight.

How has your week in fitness gone?